Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, againOh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeahOh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeahOh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeahEven flow, thoughts arrive like butterfliesOh, he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet, he'll begin his life againLife again, life again...Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read,ooh yeahOh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anythingOh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its wayOh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeahEven flow, thoughts arrive like butterfliesOh, he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet, he'll begin his life againWhispering hands, gently lead him awayHim away, him away...Yeah!Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterfliesOh, he don't know, so he chases them awaySomeday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeahOh, whispering hands, gently lead him awayHim away, him away...Yeah!Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...